User blog comment:Biggren/The Mice of Wintor/@comment-1298206-20120405230044/@comment-3135907-20121030210105

"Alright," says Tream. "But first we should eat and rest a bit. We wouldn't do well to charge in there on weary paws and empty stomachs!" A molewife named Burla brings out some bread from her haversack, and a squirrelmaid hands over a beaker of wine she had managed to swipe before the group left the village. "`Tain't much, but it'll do," says the rabbit. "Everybeast, tuck in!"